The rest of her body is also nearly perfect—her nose a little crooked because of a sledding accident when she was five—but other than that, in my ...umble and unbiased opinion, perfection.We might have been having wild, passionate sex, that is what we often did in our free time on the bed here or at my place, but in the words of Cole Porter, “It’s too darn hot.” So, we were just relaxing, hands roving at random across each other’s bodies. Well, my hand was perhaps a little less random in its. ‘Here,’ she said, ‘wear this, I’ll wear mine.’ That’s when I saw exactly what hers was.“One end was obviously the dildo, it had a head and ribs and knobbles. The other end was bent up and only a few inches long. That too had a head, but it had a grippy bit too. When she put it in, she told me it gripped to her front to hold it in place. Apparently, even though it was strapless, they are still called strap-ons. I did laugh; it looked pretty obscene. I laughed even more when I had Steph’s on and. Now I just laid there on my stomach with my hands bound and nowhere to run. He grabbed my hips and pulled me onto my hands and knees. I heard a cap pop off of something and then felt a cool liquid on my ass. I couldn’t help but let out a small moan at how . . . good it felt.“See? You like it. Now we can either do this the easy way or the hard way but the fact is, my black cock is going inside your ass.”I pleaded my case with tears in my eyes one last time, “Please don’t! It will hurt too. Tracy caught my eye and I winked at her. She mouthed, "Thank you."Darryl caught it all and he smiled at me, "I want to thank you also. I see you were concerned about not only Tracy but also everyone else." I learned a valuable lesson the hard way recently. When you have people that care about you, if something happens to you it affects them also. You have people here that care about you." Things turned out bad?" Yeah, my best friend didn't speak to me for months. All our friends have had to.